Feet

Sometimes Malachi and I snuggle down together to listen to some music. And then he pushes the top of the cd player open and I have to yell at him and get angry. He thinks it's funny to watch me get angry and does it another, oh, I don't know, 15 times. And that, friends, is why mommy can't stand to hear "We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo. How about you, you, you?" even 1 more time.